Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

fuming, he did not say

he had regained some control, she continued, “You’re a smart man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you think things through, you’re not allowed to get out of your

in disbelief. He gazed at her, somewhat hurt. “Are you placing me under house

could I place you under house arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s your punishment for speaking so rudely

another word, Gwendolyn turned to address Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty to surround this villa? I don’t want even an

decisively. “Very

every single one of them with batons. You have my permission to

to that, she would still

once more at Treyton. “I am now the head of the family, and everybody must obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I will have you tried according to our family law. Feel free to

snorted. “You think I’m

and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only be able to watch the broadcast of

refused to say

Cedrick’s, Gwendolyn left. novelxo.com

me when you’ve

as she

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an orderly march of footsteps sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as if they had rehearsed

were not predisposed to negotiations but preferred to strike first instead. Forced back into his villa, Treyton

Treyton was securely inside his house did Gwendolyn and Cedrick

the

their relationship had lost some of its stiffness. Though far from being on good terms, they would exchange a greeting when they bumped into each other at

secretary

spend the following two

later, the manager of the HR department arrived with the new secretary and

without taking her attention off the documents in

permission, the two

poise and a handsome face. He had a presence that could

Inez did not so much as look

manager placed the secretary’s resume on her table. “This candidate is

typing. She

to be made one week in advance with the exception of special circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come in

nodded.